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Intermission 3 — Broken Spell

“You took my hotspot!!”

Onee-chan came storming into my room. I’d been found out. I returned it though…!

My mind went blank with fear. What would happen now?

“What are you doing, you freeloader!? Papa and Mama will be angry with this. I know you’ve been sneaking around with a smartphone,” she said, snatching the phone from my grip.

I tried my best to resist, but an elementary schooler is much weaker than a middle schooler.

She easily took it.

“Give it back, give it back!”

“Ehh, is it so important? Oh, what’s this? Chatting with a boy? You impertinent elementary schooler.”

She looked at the screen and sneered.

“Give it back!”

I reached out for it, but she held it out of my reach because I was short.

“You want it back? Hmph, then maybe losing this will teach you a lesson.”

A chill ran down my spine.

What would she do?

The phone was the one connection between Shuu-san and I.

Was she going to break it?

“Please… I’m begging you… I’ll do whatever you say, so stop it,” I pleaded with her.

But she looked coldly at me and ran out of the room.

I chased after her.

But I couldn’t catch her.

And then, she threw the phone onto the concrete of the entranceway right in front of me.

The phone cracked.

“Now you can’t do anything bad,” she practically spat.

I frantically picked it up.

It wouldn’t turn on.

“Onee-chan, why…?” I looked up at her as I cradled the phone, glaring, “I hate you!!”

I ran outside.

“Oi, where are you going, it’s dangerous!” She shouted from the door, but I ignored her. I didn’t want to be here anymore.

I’d never come back. I’d go somewhere far away, where no one would find me.

With no umbrella to shield against the driving rain, I ran through the streets.